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“Nope.”<br />
“You’ll feel better once it’s out there.”<br />
“No doubt, but the difficultly level is a little high.”<br />
Zach looks over to me. “My parents only believe in three things: family, education, and<br />
hard work. By ‘family’ I mean one man, one woman, two children, and a dog. By<br />
‘education’ I mean a four-year college, and by ‘hard work’ I mean nothing involving art.<br />
Or hopes. Or rockstar dreams.”<br />
He looks back to Olly now and his brown eyes are more serious than before. “How am I<br />
gonna tell them that their first-born son wants to be the African-American Freddie<br />
Mercury?”<br />
“They must suspect,” I say. “The rockstar part at least. Your hair is four different shades<br />
of red.”<br />
“They think it’s a phase.”<br />
“Maybe you could write them a song.”<br />
His laugh booms. “I like you,” he says.<br />
“I like you, too,” I say back. “You could call the song ‘This Apple Has Fallen Very, Very,<br />
Very Far from the Tree.’ ”<br />
“I’m not even sure I’m an apple,” Zach says, laughing.<br />
“You guys are funny,” Olly says, almost smiling, but obviously preoccupied. “Dude, let<br />
me borrow your phone,” he says to Zach.<br />
Zach hands it over and Olly immediately starts typing.<br />
“What’s going on with you? Dad still a bastard?”<br />
“You thought that would change?” He doesn’t look up from the phone.<br />
“I guess not,” says Zach, a shrug in his voice. How much does he know about Olly’s<br />
family? His dad is so much worse than just a bastard.<br />
“What about you, Madeline? What’s wrong with your parents?”<br />
“It’s just me and my mom.”<br />
“Still. There must be something wrong with her.”<br />
My mom, my mom. I’ve barely given her any thought. She must be crippled with worry.<br />
“Well, I think there’s something wrong with everyone, don’t you? But my mom’s smart,<br />
and she’s strong, and she always puts me first.”<br />
I know I’ve surprised them because neither one speaks.<br />
Olly looks up from Zach’s phone. “You have to tell her you’re OK, Mad.”<br />
He hands me the phone and leaves for the restroom.<br />
From: Madeline F. Whittier<br />
To: genericuser033@gmail.com<br />
Subject: (no subject)